Robert Quick
Joined Ficlatté in September 2014
333 stories, 10 challenges, 23 prompts, 440 comments, and 32 friends
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Where the -@!# did my muse go?
Writer, dreamer, knight, shackled by entertainment . . . and people.
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Lucky Money
Last Friday, I went to see my grandmother. Growing up I didn't find it funny that our name for her, …
Published 4 years ago.
Family Pride
That's how I became a part of the Cold Hail Battalion (Give 'em Hail!). I was never carried into bat…
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On the Edge
Rain fell hard, threatening to drown the city but never quite committing to finishing the job. Tonig…
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Fractal Realities: Some Investments Take Time
Anthony blinked a couple times, hard enough that fireworks of white light appeared across the dark s…
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Fractal Realities: Exhausting Patience
"Humanity should be still and calm." The tall, faintly luminous figure placed a six fingered hand …
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The Tower and the Path
The tower is coming along nicely. It's defensible with thick walls and even though I can't see them,…
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A New Friend
I let the cat nuzzle at my fingertips and then rub its cheek down the length of my fingers. It had b…
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The Last Trip Together
I roused from my sleep enough to hear the low tones of conversation from the front of my car. It was…
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Shadows
There's a darkness in you. It hides in our whole family. It's a sickness that must be fought and acc…
Published 4 years ago.
Making a Demon: Distillation
Screams, hundreds of them, howled in waves. Sometimes they joined together in choral unison, almost …
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Red Eyes: Uncle Charlie's Volvo Story
The story Uncle Charlie told went that some Columbians had jacked a Volvo and tried to outrun the co…
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Red Eyes: Portrait of a City
So many of the businesses in Lickton were gated, barred, or just downright broken. The damage wasn't…
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Red Eyes: Car and Driver
When his cell dinged as an alarm, a single note strong and pure as a minister's daughter, Lamar didn…
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Swallow Yourself (Poem)
And the mask did shimmer and flow like molten gold
but where did the tattered robe of the exalted Ki…
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Visible Consequences to Invisible Burdens
I watched as a deep, dark, gulf widened between two people leaning against the same Honda Civic. Pap…
Published 4 years ago.